Writers Block: Do you believe that everything can be explained by science ( Read more... )

Love Like Drowning

Goddess like

Thing of myth

Puckered lips spread

Into a thin pink smile

Grey-violet eyes

Shatter the light

The pieces in the air like

Flecks of ocean mist that

Split the light thrice

Pale marble skin

Shocks, stings

Like the jellyfish

Flitting through

Murky waters

You, manly in demeanor

Tread desperately

Oceanic depths

In exchange for

One ( Read more... )

I am a weaver of words.  Out of the glut of language I pull the subtlest of meaning and weave it together with the pronounced until it becomes one.  The thread is of scarlet and twists through the black of the void of ignorance illuminating all that is true and good and upright.  All that is worth knowing.  But like an exposed filament it burns up ( Read more... )